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When I Started At The Guardian, Though, I Couldnt Think Of Anything We Saw Eye To Eye On, Except Feminism, And Even This Would Soon Be Arguable As Guardian Writers Queued Up To Drool Over Eminem.

In Barcelona, Things Seem So Different. For Example, I Know That It's Traditionally The Least Spanish City, But You'd Never Know They Had A Monarchy, Coming Here As A Tourist - As Opposed To The Uk, Where The Queen Is Probably The Best-known Animal, Vegetable And/or Mineral Going When It Comes To Overseas Visitors.

Hooliganism Incarnate, A Walking, Talking, Screaming, Squawking Metaphor For What's Wrong With Young People Today.

Rachel Cusk's Books Are Like Pop-up Volumes For Grown-ups, The Prose Springing Out Of The Page To Bop You Neatly Between The Eyes With Its Insights.

'stress' Was The Catch-all Every Pamper-pedlar I Spoke To Used To Explain Why Healthy Women Feel The Need To Be Regularly Patted, Petted And Preened Into A State Of Babyish Beatification.